I cried a little on front of him
The lifted tears from ground.
Tried to comfort a fool in danger
Didn’t make a sound.
Life wandered aimlessly
Left her happy and aware.
It wasn’t even a bump in the road
Her minor little scare.

If you can feel, then you can write
I cried a little on front of him
The lifted tears from ground.
Tried to comfort a fool in danger
Didn’t make a sound.
Life wandered aimlessly
Left her happy and aware.
It wasn’t even a bump in the road
Her minor little scare.
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